Yoonmin Ao3 Smut

#2

Title :  i ain't taking that back (cause i meant it)

Author :  unserene

Summary :
“I want you to cum in them.”
He lowered his mouth down so that his mouth hovered over Yoongi’s ears, his soft breath sending shivers down Yoongi’s spine. “I want to see your boxers stained with your cum.”

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Bzzt.

Yoongi lifted his head from his worn out pillow, grumbling.

Bzzt.

“Who the fuck..?” Yoongi yawned, rubbing a sleepy eye with the back of his hand.

Bzzzt.

“Okay, I get it! Yeesh..” He cracked one eye open, reaching for his phone and sliding his thumb across the screen. Putting the phone to his ear, he flopped onto his back and waited for the person who interrupted his slumber at what, 8 AM, to speak.

“Yoongi-hyung,” Jimin’s voice whispered out of the speaker. “I need help.”

“What is it? It’s too-early-for-me AM.”

“I have a problem.”

“What’s the problem?”

“..It’s embarrassing..”

Yoongi groaned, his free hand landing on his forehead and he slowly dragged his hand down his face in agony. “Then why the hell are you calling me if you’re not going to tell me what it is?”

He could hear Jimin’s breath hitch as he stumbled over his words. “I- I just- You were the first person I thought of to call, hyung, just let me come over, I can explain better-”

“Fine.” Yoongi snapped, then winced at his harsh tone with the soft spoken younger boy. Silence filled the phone call until Yoongi sighed. “Sorry, Jimin-ah.” Yoongi murmured. “You know how cranky I get in the mornings.”

Jimin’s adorable laughter tinkled through the line, stirring up the butterflies in Yoongi’s stomach for another flight around his intestines. “It’s alright, hyung. Sorry to call this early. I’ll be over in five minutes!” The line went dead before Yoongi even had a chance to say goodbye.

Yoongi had gotten ready in record time. His teeth were brushed, his hair was combed, he was wearing his favorite shirt, and sprayed that one cologne that Jimin had said he’d liked in the mall a few weeks ago on his neck. (He didn’t go back after that trip to the mall and buy that cologne just because Jimin said he liked it. What are you talking about?)

He could hear Jimin approaching the door, because he heard quick footsteps and frantic banging on the door. “Yoongi-hyung! Open up! Please?”

Yoongi had already been standing in front of the door. He didn’t want Jimin to think he had been anticipating his visit, so he took ten seconds to make his hair look like he had just gotten out of bed and swung the door open, feigning weariness.

“Oh, Jimin-ah, I didn’t expect you to be so early.” Yoongi held a hand in front of his mouth as he yawned, stretching his other arm over his head.

Jimin looked at his boyfriend sheepishly, twiddling his thumbs idly. “Yoongi-hyung, you don’t have to try to act cool, we both know you had been waiting at the door for the past two minutes.” He then laughed at his boyfriend’s startled look. “You’re my boyfriend, I think I would know that.”